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Adult ++
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21
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36,224
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SIX: something new - M/M WARNING
Whoa! People, give me chance to catch up with you! You review fast!
nonentity The whoopsies you pointed out aren’t whoopsies. In the UK, a relative who looks after an ill family member (and isn’t medically qualified) is termed a carer, Kitty is basically an unpaid and unqualified nurse (I should have maybe made that clearer). And bodily was purposeful. However, its REALY nice to see someone’s noticed the individual words!
I’m glad you like Kitty, and my little dig at Narcissa; it was to show that her and Lucius really weren’t on good terms. I might bring Kitty into a chapter (rather than just in passing in Lucius and Max’s thoughts) for you, because you liked her so much. I’ve had requests for Jake too… so, it looks like they’ll be back!
LadyBlueEyes I don’t think they’re forced to work together, per se, it’s their job at the end of the day; I don’t think there’s anything stopping them saying no.
Fireworks… fireworks is a gargantuan understatement. *evil laugh*
Tenar10r I’m glad you liked their split; I think they’ll make better friends than a married couple. I’m fed up of bad separations.
skydancer No, not every review has mentioned the banter and socks, but there have been a few! Don’t apologise for saying what you think!
I think your head was in the gutter, duckie. Lol.
Ooooh, you’re smart, you know who Narcissa’s loverboy is! And you’re going to have to hold your hippogriffs to see how he finds out who she is!
mariteri Yeah, those two need help, and they match each other brilliantly. Their life will be a happy one, filled with much chocolate! Lol!
People are asking questions before I’m ready to answer them! Rest assured, you’ll all know WHY she works there in good time! Honestly! Lol.
I’M ADDING A NEW WARNING PEOPLES: MALE/MALE ORAL SEX. If it isn’t your cup of tea, move right along to the next chapter.
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The Bisexual curious stage wasn’t just a stage for viewers, it was the stage for the curious performers too. And Max had a curiosity.
“Hey, I’m Jules, Mr. Manager says you have a curiosity. What’s your pleasure?” said a tall, skinny young man with bright blue eyes and mousy brown hair. He couldn’t have been long out of Hogwarts.
“I’m Max… and I have a fantasy of sorts.” Max replied, not sure how to tell the other man. He wasn’t embarrassed, just a little confused.
“Oooh, do tell.” Said Jules, licking his lips and giving a sly wink.
“Well, I normally perform in the Dom arenas or on the BDSM stage, as well as on the group sex stages. I’ve seen women swallow cock after cock…”
“…And you’re curious as to what it feels like?” Jules cut him off, smiling, “Its not an uncommon male fantasy, even for straight guys. I’ve had straight fans write to me and ask what its like.”
“I guess it is reassuring I’m not the only one.” Max said, relieved a little.
“No, not the only one, but your someone who wants to actually have a go.” Jules took Max’s hand and gently guided him to the stage, and with a flick of his wand, the stage was surrounded by a circulator wall and windows looking out onto a beautiful meadow.
“What the?” Max said, feeling more than out of his depth.
“They can see us, but we can’t see them. You’ve not done this before and it will make you more comfortable. Lets talk about it first.” Jules patted the bed, scooting over to give Max room.
“Women could learn a lot about fellatio from gay men; a man has a dick, and he knows what to do with it when it’s in his mouth. The same goes for men who perform cunnilingus – they could learn a lot from watching the lesbian stages… I could go down on you and have you come so fast and hard you’d think you were a virgin again!” Jules said, completely serious.
“I’ve never had any complaints of my oral skills.” Max said, offended.
“Yeah, but most of those women have never had another woman go down on them – trust me, you’d be nothing in comparison. You’re good at what you know; and you know your own sex better than the opposite one.” Jules said, nodding.
Max didn’t look convinced, one eyebrow near his jet black hairline in challenge.
“Fuck it.” Jules said, standing before the other man, shoving at his chest to lay his body back over the bed, while his feet were still on the floor. While Max was shocked at the rough treatment against him, Jules pulled down the ‘Italian’s’ loose-fitting yoga pants and wrapped his lips around the other man’s dick.
Max, who’d regained enough of his senses to sit up, promptly fell back onto the bed with a strangled groan. He’d never felt anything so good; Jules knew exactly where he was most sensitive; knew precisely how much suction was needed around him; he knew when it became too much before it became too much and backed off.
Max moaned with abandon, running his fingers through the younger man’s short hair.
“Oh Merlin! So good! So good!” he groaned.
Max gasped as Jules looked up at him with heated eyes, and went for gold; swallowing all nine inches of Max down and slowly coming back up in time to lock his lips around his head; sucking with everything he had to draw Max’s ejaculate from his body faster than it could be pumped out.
The younger man leaned back on his heels, licking his lips before speaking. “Three minutes from flaccid to spilling down my throat… Still think a bloke isn’t as good as a girl?”
Max hadn’t risen from his prone position, he groaned before managing to say “You’ve changed my mind.”
“Rest for a bit, and then we’ll swap places.”
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Jules lay on his back, Max draped over his thighs, enthusiastically lapping and sucking at his length. The darker man tried to take in too much, and chocked.
“Steady. I was proving a point. Don’t try to take in too much at once. Use your hands as an extension of your mouth.” Jules said, gently stroking the thick, silken mass of jet black hair as Max gagged. “Easy, nice and slow.”
Max came up for air, his cheeks red and as hard as a rock. He was so incredibly turned on, and the taste of Jules’s salty precome on his tongue felt… right. He thought he might be uncomfortable or disgusted, but he was pleasantly happy. He wasn’t sure he’d do it again now his curiosity was sated.
“Hey. Less thinking, more sucking.” Jules laughed, angling his dick to Max’s mouth again and letting him suckle and lick.
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Jules tugged on Max’s hair, dragging him away from his penis, “Hey, mate, you need to stop if you don’t want to swallow it – I’m gonna come if you keep that rhythm going.” He gasped, eyes shining in pleasure.
“This is a one-time-only thing, I want the whole experience.” Max groaned.
“Alright, here’s a tip for you, for put me into the side of your cheek, rather than the back of your throat – you can swallow at your leisure, rather than have it spurted down your throat when you’re not ready.” Max nodded, realising (after his earlier hair-trigger efforts), that Jules knew what he was on about.
“Stay still a minute, but turn onto your side for me.” The younger man said, repositioning himself so they were laid in a sideways 69.
“Alright, remember – into your cheek makes it easier. I’ll squeeze your leg when I’m gonna go, just to warn you.” Jules said, taking Max back into his mouth to finish him off again.
Max gasped, he was so hard, so sensitive, so unbelievably turned on that he almost came then and there, but managed to hold back – focussing everything on making Jules climax first. After a few moments, he felt a grip on his calf, and moved Jules’s head into his cheek.
The two men coming to orgasm at the same time, both swallowing around the other and lost in the sensation of spasms.
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“Well! You two were popular, I haven’t seen the bi-curious stage draw in so much attention – all of it male! Gentlemen, you made a nice profit of one-hundred-and-seventeen galleons a piece. Nice work!” the manager said, walking away.
“See you around, Max?” Jules asked, lounging naked and spent on the bed.
“No. Once was enough to sate my curiosity. Curiosity killed the cat.” Max replied with a hoarse laugh, his throat was sore and constricted, like he’d just come out of a coughing fit.
“Satisfaction brought it back.” Jules said with a cheeky grin.
“No, this cat is dead, cremated and in a nice decorative urn on the mantelpiece. Thank you, Jules, thank you. But no more for me.” Max said, honestly.
“Glad to help. You were good for a first timer, really good.” He said, shaking hands with Max before they parted for separate shower stalls, removing their glamours once they were covered with the waterproof curtains.
Tanned skin once again became pale, dark eyes became pale grey; but the smile remained plastered on his face as he washed his body below the blissfully warm water.
nonentity The whoopsies you pointed out aren’t whoopsies. In the UK, a relative who looks after an ill family member (and isn’t medically qualified) is termed a carer, Kitty is basically an unpaid and unqualified nurse (I should have maybe made that clearer). And bodily was purposeful. However, its REALY nice to see someone’s noticed the individual words!
I’m glad you like Kitty, and my little dig at Narcissa; it was to show that her and Lucius really weren’t on good terms. I might bring Kitty into a chapter (rather than just in passing in Lucius and Max’s thoughts) for you, because you liked her so much. I’ve had requests for Jake too… so, it looks like they’ll be back!
LadyBlueEyes I don’t think they’re forced to work together, per se, it’s their job at the end of the day; I don’t think there’s anything stopping them saying no.
Fireworks… fireworks is a gargantuan understatement. *evil laugh*
Tenar10r I’m glad you liked their split; I think they’ll make better friends than a married couple. I’m fed up of bad separations.
skydancer No, not every review has mentioned the banter and socks, but there have been a few! Don’t apologise for saying what you think!
I think your head was in the gutter, duckie. Lol.
Ooooh, you’re smart, you know who Narcissa’s loverboy is! And you’re going to have to hold your hippogriffs to see how he finds out who she is!
mariteri Yeah, those two need help, and they match each other brilliantly. Their life will be a happy one, filled with much chocolate! Lol!
People are asking questions before I’m ready to answer them! Rest assured, you’ll all know WHY she works there in good time! Honestly! Lol.
I’M ADDING A NEW WARNING PEOPLES: MALE/MALE ORAL SEX. If it isn’t your cup of tea, move right along to the next chapter.
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The Bisexual curious stage wasn’t just a stage for viewers, it was the stage for the curious performers too. And Max had a curiosity.
“Hey, I’m Jules, Mr. Manager says you have a curiosity. What’s your pleasure?” said a tall, skinny young man with bright blue eyes and mousy brown hair. He couldn’t have been long out of Hogwarts.
“I’m Max… and I have a fantasy of sorts.” Max replied, not sure how to tell the other man. He wasn’t embarrassed, just a little confused.
“Oooh, do tell.” Said Jules, licking his lips and giving a sly wink.
“Well, I normally perform in the Dom arenas or on the BDSM stage, as well as on the group sex stages. I’ve seen women swallow cock after cock…”
“…And you’re curious as to what it feels like?” Jules cut him off, smiling, “Its not an uncommon male fantasy, even for straight guys. I’ve had straight fans write to me and ask what its like.”
“I guess it is reassuring I’m not the only one.” Max said, relieved a little.
“No, not the only one, but your someone who wants to actually have a go.” Jules took Max’s hand and gently guided him to the stage, and with a flick of his wand, the stage was surrounded by a circulator wall and windows looking out onto a beautiful meadow.
“What the?” Max said, feeling more than out of his depth.
“They can see us, but we can’t see them. You’ve not done this before and it will make you more comfortable. Lets talk about it first.” Jules patted the bed, scooting over to give Max room.
“Women could learn a lot about fellatio from gay men; a man has a dick, and he knows what to do with it when it’s in his mouth. The same goes for men who perform cunnilingus – they could learn a lot from watching the lesbian stages… I could go down on you and have you come so fast and hard you’d think you were a virgin again!” Jules said, completely serious.
“I’ve never had any complaints of my oral skills.” Max said, offended.
“Yeah, but most of those women have never had another woman go down on them – trust me, you’d be nothing in comparison. You’re good at what you know; and you know your own sex better than the opposite one.” Jules said, nodding.
Max didn’t look convinced, one eyebrow near his jet black hairline in challenge.
“Fuck it.” Jules said, standing before the other man, shoving at his chest to lay his body back over the bed, while his feet were still on the floor. While Max was shocked at the rough treatment against him, Jules pulled down the ‘Italian’s’ loose-fitting yoga pants and wrapped his lips around the other man’s dick.
Max, who’d regained enough of his senses to sit up, promptly fell back onto the bed with a strangled groan. He’d never felt anything so good; Jules knew exactly where he was most sensitive; knew precisely how much suction was needed around him; he knew when it became too much before it became too much and backed off.
Max moaned with abandon, running his fingers through the younger man’s short hair.
“Oh Merlin! So good! So good!” he groaned.
Max gasped as Jules looked up at him with heated eyes, and went for gold; swallowing all nine inches of Max down and slowly coming back up in time to lock his lips around his head; sucking with everything he had to draw Max’s ejaculate from his body faster than it could be pumped out.
The younger man leaned back on his heels, licking his lips before speaking. “Three minutes from flaccid to spilling down my throat… Still think a bloke isn’t as good as a girl?”
Max hadn’t risen from his prone position, he groaned before managing to say “You’ve changed my mind.”
“Rest for a bit, and then we’ll swap places.”
* * * * *
Jules lay on his back, Max draped over his thighs, enthusiastically lapping and sucking at his length. The darker man tried to take in too much, and chocked.
“Steady. I was proving a point. Don’t try to take in too much at once. Use your hands as an extension of your mouth.” Jules said, gently stroking the thick, silken mass of jet black hair as Max gagged. “Easy, nice and slow.”
Max came up for air, his cheeks red and as hard as a rock. He was so incredibly turned on, and the taste of Jules’s salty precome on his tongue felt… right. He thought he might be uncomfortable or disgusted, but he was pleasantly happy. He wasn’t sure he’d do it again now his curiosity was sated.
“Hey. Less thinking, more sucking.” Jules laughed, angling his dick to Max’s mouth again and letting him suckle and lick.
* * * * *
Jules tugged on Max’s hair, dragging him away from his penis, “Hey, mate, you need to stop if you don’t want to swallow it – I’m gonna come if you keep that rhythm going.” He gasped, eyes shining in pleasure.
“This is a one-time-only thing, I want the whole experience.” Max groaned.
“Alright, here’s a tip for you, for put me into the side of your cheek, rather than the back of your throat – you can swallow at your leisure, rather than have it spurted down your throat when you’re not ready.” Max nodded, realising (after his earlier hair-trigger efforts), that Jules knew what he was on about.
“Stay still a minute, but turn onto your side for me.” The younger man said, repositioning himself so they were laid in a sideways 69.
“Alright, remember – into your cheek makes it easier. I’ll squeeze your leg when I’m gonna go, just to warn you.” Jules said, taking Max back into his mouth to finish him off again.
Max gasped, he was so hard, so sensitive, so unbelievably turned on that he almost came then and there, but managed to hold back – focussing everything on making Jules climax first. After a few moments, he felt a grip on his calf, and moved Jules’s head into his cheek.
The two men coming to orgasm at the same time, both swallowing around the other and lost in the sensation of spasms.
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“Well! You two were popular, I haven’t seen the bi-curious stage draw in so much attention – all of it male! Gentlemen, you made a nice profit of one-hundred-and-seventeen galleons a piece. Nice work!” the manager said, walking away.
“See you around, Max?” Jules asked, lounging naked and spent on the bed.
“No. Once was enough to sate my curiosity. Curiosity killed the cat.” Max replied with a hoarse laugh, his throat was sore and constricted, like he’d just come out of a coughing fit.
“Satisfaction brought it back.” Jules said with a cheeky grin.
“No, this cat is dead, cremated and in a nice decorative urn on the mantelpiece. Thank you, Jules, thank you. But no more for me.” Max said, honestly.
“Glad to help. You were good for a first timer, really good.” He said, shaking hands with Max before they parted for separate shower stalls, removing their glamours once they were covered with the waterproof curtains.
Tanned skin once again became pale, dark eyes became pale grey; but the smile remained plastered on his face as he washed his body below the blissfully warm water.